A woman is forced into marriage with a comatose mafia don, only to reveal a secret of her own that changes everything. As she navigates the dangerous world of the crime family, the central tension lies in what she's hiding and whether her new husband will ever wake to uncover it.
barely begun and the doors flew open. Isla stormed in with Jonathan and Mrs. Ashford behind her. Her eyes were wet. Her face arranged into wounded innocence. Senora Valentino, your family cannot marry this woman. Jonathan, his arm already in a plaster cast, marched down the aisle and grabbed my wrist. The matriarch frowned. What is this, Jonathan? Was thirty billion not enough? Isla
Ayla clapped her hands. A mud-covered man stumbled in, clutching a baby and wailing for the room to hear. Blair, you cannot abandon me and our son for money. I sold the horses on the farm just to get to New York. The room erupted. Ayla pressed a hand to her mouth, tears spilling down her face. Blair, I know you want to be on Valentino's wife, but that baby is barely
How can you leave your own family behind? I looked at the man, then at the child. The it almost made me laugh if that child is over a year old i would have been pregnant two years ago i took out my phone two years ago i was in a sealed biosafety lab in geneva identity checks three times a day surveillance footage team photos project records all of it is archived
research project involved multinational patents food deliveries could not get through the front entrance much less a pregnant woman passing unnoticed for months one tap into my cloud archive would tear Isla's lie apart. She knew it. She slapped the phone out of my Enough! You are an illiterate farm girl. You expect anyone to believe you worked in a lab?